Her eyes are emotionless,
They do not bear her soul,
Yet they continue to watch
For what we don't know,
Her lips are a thin line,
That allows nothing to pass through,
Yet fakes a smile for a stranger,
And tries to act polite too,
Her hands are clenched together,
And are pressed against her chest,
To keep the pain she feels inside,
From slowly creeping out,
She is not a demon,
For those who might ask,
Just a lone goddess,
Which love happened to pass, |